The experience of watching The King of Comedy felt like looking at a shirt with a single loose thread. At first everything seems perfect, but once you notice the flaw, it’s all you can focus on. Robert De Niro’s character Rupert Pupkin is this thread personified, and as Scorsese pulls him through the film, I wondered how far he would take it. He couldn’t possibly pull the whole shirt apart, could he? The King of Comedy goes in directions I never would have expected, and this is exactly what makes it a riveting experience. It was a flop upon its initial release, but thankfully intrepid film fans have kept this one alive over the years, as it most definitely deserves to be seen.

As good as it is, though, it’s not a film for everyone. The comedy that runs throughout the film is dark and uncomfortable; the type of stuff that you feel bad for laughing at. What makes the comedy so uncomfortable is that Rupert Pupkin is such a sad character at his heart. He’s likeable to a point because De Niro’s inherent charm goes a long way, but with each passing scene Pupkin pushes this boundary further and further towards the edge, daring you to keep following him. He is a fascinating character; a king in his own mind, Pupkin just has to convince everyone else of it.

The most interesting aspect of the film is how it handles Pupkin’s fantasies. They aren’t announced with a fanfare or a swirly sound meant to evoke the world of dreams. No, we just cut from one scene in reality to one in dreamland. The first of these is jarring, and my first instinct was to think that the film had jumped forward a few years. It seemed like an odd choice, and an abrupt one that a filmmaker as talented as Scorsese would have handled better. When I eventually realized it was a fantasy, it all made sense. The film jumps back and forth at will, but after this point it becomes much easier to determine what is real and what is fantasy (although nothing is explicitly laid out as either).

Outside of the well-wrought artistic elements, the film’s success hinges on the performances of its two leads: Robert De Niro and Jerry Lewis. Robert De Niro plays the obsessive Rupert Pupkin to perfection, oozing slimy charm and flashing oblivious smiles aplenty. I’m not all that familiar with Jerry Lewis’s films, but I know enough to know that this subdued, dramatic role was pretty far from the standard Jerry Lewis movie. Lewis is excellent here, and if The King of Comedy didn’t bomb at release, this is exactly the “playing against type” kind of role that instantly nets Oscar buzz. Instead, Lewis’s performance faded into obscurity and has more than likely been a favorite on “Oscar snub” lists across the blogosphere for years. Someone has to take the bullet for Internet lists! Thanks, Jerry!

One of the benefits of going into a movie completely oblivious is that it has the ability to take you by surprise. I knew that The King of Comedy was about Robert De Niro as a struggling comic, but that’s where my knowledge ended. And as it turns out, the film is anything but the standard “rags to riches” story I had expected it to be. Scorsese’s filmmaking craft is honed and razor-sharp here, bringing together a fantastic, layered film that leaves much on the table for audiences to discuss after its finale.

Also: props to Scorsese for slyly including a moment of Jerry Lewis watching Sam Fuller’s Pickup on South Street on TV.

The King of Comedy was a part of the 2013 Blind Spot Series where I see one movie a month that I feel I should’ve seen a long time ago. It’s all the brainchild of Ryan McNeil over at The Matinee, one of the web’s premiere film blogs. Head over there tomorrow where he’ll have a post of his own for the series, as well as links to all the other people taking part in the series.

5 comments to The King of Comedy (1983)

Good review Will. It’s a twisted movie that has barely any moral-compass or idea of who it’s trying to be nice to, but I loved it all for that. It’s sick, lean, mean, and very thoughtful at the end, almost in a way you wouldn’t quite expect from Scorsese.

I’m still stunned every time someone points out that this film flopped (and it did – terribly), as I wonder how in the hell that ever could have happened. Maybe people wanted more Raging Bull? More Taxi Driver? Who knows.

Regardless, just for that dark and cynical performance by Lewis alone, you’d have thought this film would have been hailed.

You hit the nail on the head when you call this film “uncomfortable”. Time after time, it leaves you squirming…leaves you wanting to look away or even leave the room. We can’t though, and like so many of the people that get caught in Rupert’s wake, we have to hold on while things get rough.

Yeah, after watching it I’m pretty surprised that it didn’t do well. It’s definitely not a mainstream kind of movie, so poor box office doesn’t surprise me, but yeah, I’m shocked that Jerry Lewis didn’t get praise and nominations.

De Niro’s pretty damn good himself, and his acting ability really comes through in roles like this that are atypical of the tough guy roles people know him for. There’s such a sadness to his character, and while some of that is definitely writing, a lot of it comes through his performance. Great stuff, so glad I finally saw it. I’m surprised at just how rewarding this Blind Spot series has been so far!